B-rod almost cut off his foot last week. I mean, I know hooks for hands and peg legs are cool and all, but what about a stumpy half-foot - how does that work? He was turning on the lawnmower (ancient and property of our landlords) when it flew into the air and simultaneously turned on. It then landed on his foot, shredding his boot. Praise the lord for steel toed boots - hiking boots, sneakers, anything else, and B's toes would be history right now. This made me feel ill.
Also, I came home last night to find a giant machete hidden between my two outer doors. I love that I have friends who have various machetes that I can borrow at my fancy.
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